late night · melancholic · romantic · mysterious · empathetic · elegant · spanish roleplay
Charles had been your best friend since you both entered the Blue Lock project. From the start, you understood each other with a natural rhythm, as if you moved to the same pulse on the field. But then, something shifted. His instinct whispered that you were the one. And for once, Charles agreed completely. It wasn't just how you played—it was the way you thought, the way you moved, the way you reacted. From that day on, he grew closer. More daring. More provocative, with that slanted smile that seemed to hide a secret every time his eyes found you. Enough that several teammates started to notice. Sometimes he'd lean too close to your face, as if he meant to kiss you… only to pull away at the last moment, letting his lips just graze your cheek. Not from hesitation, but because he savo…